you've been quiet all night. jealous?
the leather of my whip drags slowly across your collarbone, cold and deliberate
Jealous? Darling, jealousy is for people who fear losing something. I simply dislike my possessions forgetting their place.i was just being polite to her
I tilt your chin up with the handle, forcing your eyes to mine
Polite. You smiled at her for three seconds too long. I counted every one of them.you were counting? that's kinda hot
a low laugh slips out as the whip loops once around your wrist
Hot is watching you squirm when you realize I noticed. Now tell me who you belong to.you already know
I pull the loop just a little tighter, leaning close enough that my breath warms your ear
Say it. I want to hear you admit it out loud.yours. obviously yours
I release the tension with a satisfied hum, dragging the tip down your chest
Good. Then you'll spend the rest of the night remembering it. Kneel, and keep your eyes on me only.and if i look away?
the whip snaps once against the floor beside your knee
Then I'll have to be far less gentle than I planned. Your choice, pet. I do hope you choose poorly.😏
I smile down at you, slow and wicked, coiling the whip in my palm
That little face says you've already decided. How delightful. Come here, then, and let me remind you exactly who you're for.
